--Truth or Dare

"Why are you running away...?"

Gu Luo watched Gu Ximan's hurried retreating figure, his emotions tangled in a complicated knot.

Sigh...

There was no denying it—Ximan had blossomed into an exquisite beauty, her every movement radiating a unique charm that could topple cities. She was the perfect blend of loveliness and allure.

Had he not raised her himself, witnessing every step of her growth, even he might have been utterly captivated.

Just then, an unbidden image flashed through Gu Luo's mind—Gu Ximan's delicate, cherry-like lips, so tender they seemed ready to bruise at the slightest touch.

That stolen first kiss... in his dreams...

Wait—

No. He couldn’t think about that.

It felt sinful, almost like a form of L.L. to him.

After taking two and a half seconds to steady himself, he strode straight back to the bedroom.

Only to find Luo Shuning pinned beneath Luo Shuhe’s perky backside, struggling uselessly.

Why did this scene feel so familiar?

And once again, he’d missed the twins’ little wrestling match.

What a shame.

"Big brother... help me."

Seeing her savior return, Luo Shuning immediately called for rescue.

"Ahem... Shuhe, get up. Let’s keep playing the game," Gu Luo said, deliberately shifting the topic as his gaze involuntarily drifted toward Gu Ximan, whose cheeks were still flushed.

The moment the words left his mouth, he regretted them.

Maybe they shouldn’t play this game at all.

He had far too many secrets with these little angels—and devils.

"Then let’s continue!"

Before Luo Shuhe could react, Luo Shuling swooped in like a gust of wind, yanking her off Luo Shuning with a mischievous grin. "Your turn, Shuhe!"

"Yeah, Shuhe-jie, it’s your turn!" Gu Ximan chimed in eagerly.

As the saying goes, those who have been drenched in rain will snatch away others’ umbrellas.

Luo Shuhe fell silent for a moment, scanning the spread of playing cards before finally plucking one from the middle.

Written on it was: Truth—Would you be willing to perform a "uniform fantasy" for the person you like?

"Ooooh~!"

Gu Ximan immediately let out a teasing squeal—this question was way spicier than the one she’d drawn earlier.

Without hesitation, Luo Shuhe answered boldly, "Of course. Black stockings, white stockings, nude stockings, fishnets, nothing at all, nurse outfits, teacher outfits... whatever he wants to see, I’d do it."

"Ooooh~!"

"Ooooh~!"

Gu Ximan and Luo Shuling dragged out their exclamations in unison, their narrowed eyes practically screaming—So this is the real Shuhe, huh?

Gu Luo’s throat tightened, and he barely suppressed a cough, though his heart rippled with unspoken thoughts.

Meanwhile, Luo Shuning wore a complicated expression but stayed silent.

"Alright, next is Shuning-jie!"

Clearly caught up in the game’s momentum, Gu Ximan snatched the cards from Luo Shuling and handed them to Luo Shuning, her face brimming with anticipation.

Everyone’s going down!

"Hmm..."

After a brief pause, Luo Shuning picked the card at the very bottom.

Flipping it over revealed: Truth—If your partner cheated on you, what would you do?

"Ooooh~!"

Gu Ximan nearly bounced in excitement, her eyes sparkling with gossipy delight.

Luo Shuning merely smiled with unshakable confidence. "It wouldn’t happen. The person I love would never cheat."

"Shuning-jie, that’s cheating! The question says if—if they cheated," Gu Ximan pressed, clearly hoping for a juicier answer.

"There is no if. Once the person I love is with me, they’d never even think of cheating," Luo Shuning declared, unwavering in her conviction.

"...Yeah, I guess that makes sense."

Gu Ximan pondered it—with Shuning-jie’s looks, figure, and family background, anyone who’d dare cheat must have lost their mind.

But then she suddenly remembered her dear friend Lu Xuexue, who was all too willing to be the "other woman."

As the rightful partner, a wave of complicated emotions surged in her chest, and she sighed.

"Ah... but sometimes, even when you know it’s wrong, you just... can’t bring yourself to be ruthless."

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